special lady.
âIt was my pleasure. I enjoyed it, too. Would you like to come in for a few minutes?â
A quick rush of anticipation darted through his body. He stared at the closed front door for a moment, turning her question over in his mind. What was she expecting? Was he reading something into her invitation that wasnât there? Was Mac home? So far it had been a stress-free evening without the pressure of trying to impress anyoneâjust the comfortable situation of two people enjoying each otherâs company without the underlying layer of jockeying for control and pursuing ulterior motives.
He was very unhappy with the internal battle over which he seemed to have no control. He tried to gatherhis determination and regain the upper hand over his emotions. If her ability to kiss was any indication, Angie was definitely a woman who had not spent her life cloistered away from social situations or men.
She knew the score and had spent time out there in the real world of men and women despite what her brother preferred to believe. But that did not negate the fact that she was totally different from the women he usually dated. Maybe it was true that she knew the score, but there was no way she promiscuously slept around. She would be selective and when she did take that step it would be because it meant something special to her. A little shiver of anxiety told him she was definitely not the type he was accustomed to.
And then there was her brother. He had a responsibility to Mac that couldnât be ignored. The uncertainty ran rampant inside him, creating havoc and indecision, something that did not normally cross his life.
âTy?â Her words interrupted his wayward thoughts as she repeated her invitation. âWould you like to come in and have a glass of wine?â
He searched her face and looked into her eyes. She was all fresh enthusiasm, trusting honesty and an underlying sensuality that had been driving him crazy from the moment he had encountered the adult version of the young girl he had met fourteen years ago. She was just the type who could sneak up on a man and have him fall head over heels in love with her before he knew it. Her type of woman was more dangerous than any predatorâtwo-legged or four-legged.
As much as he wanted to ignore the realization and avoid the obvious, he knew she scared the socks off him. He also instinctively knew that he would never beable to walk away from her without returning. But as far as tonight was concernedâ¦
The tremor of anxiety assaulted his senses again. âWellâ¦uh, I think it would be best if I leave.â It was the last thing he wanted to do. âI know Mac has been working long hours and I donât want to disturb his much-needed sleep.â He may have been able to decline her invitation, but he could not stop himself from leaning his face into hers. But just as he was about to press his mouth to her lips, the front door swung open to reveal an irritated Mac dressed only in his pajama bottoms.
A startled Angie quickly stepped back, putting some distance between herself and the much-anticipated kiss Ty had started to initiate. She finally found her voice. âMacâ¦Iâm sorry. We didnât mean to wake you.â
Macâs gaze darted from Angie to Ty as he pointed to the wall where Ty had his arm and shoulder pressed against the wood siding. Macâs words held a caustic edge to them. âIt was a little difficult to sleep with someone leaning on the doorbell.â
Ty quickly straightened up, a guilty and embarrassed expression registering on his features. âI didnât realize it. Sorry about that.â He glanced at Angie, gave her an apologetic smile and turned back to Mac. âI was just leaving. Iâll see you in the morning.â
Ty waited until Mac went back inside the house, then again turned his attention to Angie. His voice became soft, matching his warm smile. âThank